her get through what she’s feeling.”
“Uh, I’ll tell her that next week.”
Lynn laughed. “Good idea.”
We filed out of the office and back onto the street.
Kaye headed off toward her car to get back to the station to cross-check people who were sentenced while Duchess was pregnant.
Queenie was down the street a ways, leaning against her car.
“Well, at least she didn’t leave you here to ride bitch with me.” Zephyr pulled his keys out of his pocket.
“Yeah, I would have walked back to Queenie’s before that would ever happen.” I pulled my sunglasses over my eyes. “Also, I have the keys.”
“Smart.” Zephyr looked back at the office.
“You got the hots for the shrink or something?”
A sly smile spread across his lips. “Kind of hard not to see how hot she is.”
I shook my head and pulled the car keys out of my pocket. “She’s out of your league, brother.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered. “I’m gonna head back to the clubhouse and talk to Quinn.”
“As much as I hate to say it, I think we need to tell the cops about Core and C,” I admitted.
“You think that might get us into some hot water?”
“For what?”
Zephyr shrugged. “I don’t know. It just might open a can of worms we’re not able to get the lid back on.”
“If telling the cops about C and Core gets us in trouble, but it helps to find Gunner, then fucking lock me up right now.” Gunner’s life was worth a whole hell of a lot more than mine. The kid was an innocent and didn’t deserve any of this happening to him.
“Well, I think Quinn is going to be the final deciding factor on that. I’ll see ya around.” Zephyr headed into the direction of the parking garage and I turned to look at Queenie.
She was another one who was innocent in all of this. For years, she had tried to help her sister and just do what was right. Now, her sister was dead; she had been shot multiple times, and her nephew was missing.
I leisurely made my way down the street to her. She watched me walk, her gaze never leaving me.
“You good?” I asked.
Her eyes were red and her cheeks were tear-stained. “I could use a drink and a pain pill.” She sniffled and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “Though all I want to do is find Gunner. Each minute that goes by and he’s not with me, I don’t think it’ll happen.”
“Zephyr and I talked. We think we need to clue the cops in on what happened with Core. Might get him and us in some kind of trouble, but it also might help to find Gunner.”
“The Kings of Vengeance are going to sacrifice themselves for Gunner?” she scoffed. “I sat at that table last night, Sledge. No one wants that.”
“I’m beyond the point of caring what anyone wants.”
She was right. It was possibly going to be a hard sell to the rest of the club, but I didn’t think there was any other way. I could already tell that Detective Kaye thought we weren’t telling her everything.
“Well, whatever. Who knows if we’re even on the right trail for Gunner. We’re grasping for straws at this point. I don’t even think Duchess knew who Gunner’s dad was.”
I glanced down the street and saw a neon sign in the window of a bar. “I didn’t bring your pain pills, but I think we can do something about that drink.” I nodded to the bar. “You earned yourself a drink.”
“It’s only two in the afternoon, Sledge.”
I reached out and grabbed her hand. “Remember when you girls called us badass bikers?”
She nodded and stepped toward me.
“Badass bikers don’t care what time of day it is. If we wanna drink, we drink.”
*
Chapter Eight
The badass biker way…
Queenie
“I quite enjoy the badass biker way.”
Sledge clinked his glass against mine. “I thought it might be just what you needed.”
I was enjoying my third Malibu Sunset and the throbbing in my shoulder was almost non-existent. “What is in here?” I lifted my glass and peered at the light pink mixture.
Sledge and I were the only two in the bar and I might have been talking a little louder than I thought.
“Malibu, pineapple, and grenadine,” the bartender called.
“And cherries,” I hiccupped. Three, to be exact.
“That, too,” she laughed.
“I would like probably,” I waved my hand in the air, “seven more?”
“Whoa there,” Sledge laughed. “I’m gonna have to carry you to the car if you drink that many.”
“I would